Tremors shook the final trial ground of the inheritance trial.0

Boom! The moment Wu Yuan's qi refiner self grasped the sword hilt, the blade instantly transformed into countless motes of purple light, surging into Wu Yuan's body.0

Hmm? Wu Yuan was momentarily stunned.0

Immediately after, he felt an unprecedentedly powerful will crashing against his twelve Yuan Souls, the impact so powerful it was utterly impossible to withstand.0

His eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep slumber, completely losing consciousness.0

Whoosh! A vast and boundless aura completely enveloped Wu Yuan's qi refiner self.0

At this moment, if an outsider could observe this scene, they would notice that Wu Yuan's entire body was faintly interwoven with purple and red light, as if two terrifyingly supreme forces were colliding, radiating inconceivable shockwaves of pressure.3

What? The imprint of the Samsara Sword has vanished? Permanently vanished? Zi Kong, watching this scene from afar and feeling the tremors of the final...0